„Hey Boy.“
„Hey, ya…“
„Doin well, hm?“
„Yeah, a bit.“
„Wanna come with me?“
„Where to go?“
„Havin a cup of coffee, ya know?“
„I won’t hurt you.“
„Yeah, that’s kind’a ya“

For normal, other people are just better. More fucking slim. Faster. Better grades. More… fuck off.
Whats about buying a flower to have a bit of colour at home, hm?
Having a trip with your best mates, watching an sunset, writing an book for’em, so they’ll learn to know ya better?
Stop waiting for a big bang or something. Stop buying expensive clothes instead of having breakfast in jumpers.

Good morning.